My name is Claire Lyons. I never really fit in with the Pretty Committee, but I'd like to think of myself as one of them. Massie Block's my best friend, even though she has everything I wanted. The clothes, the money, the big house, and the boyfriend. Yeah, I like Derrington. I've had a secret little crush on him.
Fine a medium sized normal crush on him.
FINE, a big huge crush on him!
The only thing he talks about when I'm with him is Massie, Massie, Massie. Sure, Massie's my BFF, but he talks WAY TOO MUCH.
But, I can't stop liking him.
And I'm standing in the crowd, and when you smile I check you out, but you don't even know my name. You're too busy playing games"Hey, here's comes Derrick!" Massie squeals.
"Hey, Mass," he says, kissing her on the cheek.
"Hey Derrick," I say timidly
"Hey, uhhhh," he says, embarrased by the fact he doesn't know my name.
"Uhh, Claire?" Massie says "I'm going with Derrick to the soccer field. Wanna come?"
"No thanks" I reply, knowing that I would just be interrupting.
"You sure?" Massie said "I'm watching the guys practice."
"Yeah, I'm sure. Catch up with you later"
If i cut my hair, if I change my clothes, will you notice me? If i bite my lip, if i say hello, will you notice me? Whats it gonna take for you to see, to get you to notice me."KUH-LAIRE!" the PC exclaimed
"What?" I said
"Your hair" Dylan stammered "You look AH-MAZING!"
"All the guys will fall in love with you!" Alicia whined
"That's not the only thing new, guys" I said mysteriously
Since we were in the spa, and I was wearing a robe, they didn't see my clothes. Yet.
"What's new?" Kristen asked excitedly
Massie smiled at me knowingly, since she helped me afford to buy these items.
"This" I said.
They were amazed as they saw me in Sevens Jeans, a black Sleeveless Date Top from Juicy, Aela Patent Leather Sandals from Ralph Lauren and I smelled like Chanel No. 19.
"EHMAGAWD!" the PC exclaimed "KUH-LAIRE! You look fabulous!"
"Thanks" I said.
I knew I looked fabulous, I felt fabulous too.
Now I just wonder what Derrick would think.
As we walked out of the spa, I saw Derrick jogging around!
I could put my appearance to the test.
"Hey Derrick!" I called
"Hey" he said without turning around, and continued jogging.
He left and took my poor, broken heart with him.
Gah. It sucks, sorry. I'm home sick with a fever, so it just popped into my head. Anyways, review and make your poor little author happy. (: